Shoplifting From American Apparel

I try to keep an open mind about what the young kids go on about these days, so I thought I would give this guy a chance and see what's what, what. But then I realized that Tao Lin is a year older than I am – I thought he was, I don't know, five years younger than me? which would help excuse him. But no. The story and the writing both reminded me of the diaries I kept late in grade school and early in high school (that is, the parts where I described social interactions, which weren't many). It also reminded me of this one guy on Diaryland I used to read who was depressed and self-sabotaging with a girlfriend and a pathetic mom and no money. Bobby or something? In any case, I was kind of depressed by the time I finished the novella, so I read some philosophy to restore my equilibrium.